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raining carrots
oranges geen
silver drips from the shedtops
while washington market
thrives

and the carts still grumble by
and the pavement sings
to the iron wheels

and darkness chases white
and welcomes blackest black
of pale yellow light

and workmen their wares
amid the thunderous roar
of the city blackness

the huddled blackie stands
beneath the shores of light
and warms a black right hand
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